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This is my surf board. There are many others like it, but this one is mine. My board is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me, my board is useless
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. Without my board, I am useless. I must ride my board true. I must ride longer than the wave, who is trying to pitch me. I must complete the wave before it completes me. I will. My board and myself are defenders of serenity, we will be masters of da wave. The board and da wave are the saviors of my life. So be it.